A clean house. Laundry that is always in the correct place. Fabulous, healthy meals. A fulfilling job that blesses others. Time to run another half marathon. Perfect Christmas décor. At least two hours a day with God, studying His Word and listening for His voice. Time for all my hobbies. A published novel.

Is that really so much to ask? Okay, in the interest of full disclosure, my husband cooks fabulous meals, so that one isn't entirely on me. And laundry? Well, let's not get carried away. Some things are simply beyond the realm of possibility.

But the rest of it? I want those things. I want to do meaningful work, grow in my faith, create beautiful things, take care of my home, and finally get that novel out of my head and onto a bookshelf. I want to run, write, study, serve, create, and still have time to enjoy the life I'm working so hard to build.

What's wrong with that? Nothing, necessarily. The problem isn't that these things are bad. Most of them are good things. The problem comes when I start believing I should be able to do them all, all the time, and that somehow my ability to accomplish them determines whether I'm doing life right….READ MORE…